Happy Holidays from Tampa! And an interesting story.

Happy Holidays from Tampa! And an interesting story.

Lead

[-]

Posts: 3654

December 28, 2011 11:21 AM

Beware the milkman!

Hanging out with some family down here.

Yesterday I went for a run. I was wearing my tight, white Badger tee-shirt, cut just above the nipples in order to minimize chafing and maximize sexy. It was a chilly morning for Tampa, so I was lucky to have my red leg warmers, headband and wristbands. I just finished the run at Raymond James Stadium. When I go for runs I usually try drive my car somewhere first. That way I can roll the window down on the way home and cool off faster. Over the years I have noticed that football stadiums have a lot of available parking when there is not a game going on.

So I just finished the run as twelve short school buses pulled into the stadium complex. The buses were carrying the Big Ten Championship Losers. The MichiganState Spartans.

I ran to the area that appeared to be populated by the guy wearing the Outback Steakhouse clothing waiting to greet the team, because even though I hate MichiganState, I love to give people high fives.

As the entire team - coaches, trainers, managers, parole officers, designated test takers, etc - all came off of the busses, I clapped for the team like a crystal-methed seal and stuck my hand out for five. Some of the Spartans liked it - couldn't help but see my shirt, laughed a little, tickled my nipples and then gave a nice, soft, sensual high five. The great majority were totally devoid of any brain activity yet still gave a perfunctory five once their blank, thoughtless eyes were able to detect my hand in the air.

A couple were total douchebags, and tried to physically attack me but were prevented from doing so by a group of armed men wearing "Spartan-Handler" jackets who shot the players with stun darts that left the players lying asleep in the parking lot. Other than the dozen players sleeping in the parking lot with darts sticking out of their necks, the rest of the players were walking up to a brick wall outside the stadium that had a piece of cardboard stating "Outbak Bole" (sic) taped to it. Although the brick wall prevented the players in the front from advancing, the players in the back continued to march forward, reenacting the parade scene from Animal House. The MichiganState coaches noticed what was happening. One of them yelled "They are doing it again!" And the staff sprinted towards the log-jammed players in an attempt to steer them away from the cardboard sign and towards the adjacent, open entrance way.

Then, as they started to sprint past me, I started clapping feverishly again and barked out "Uagh! Uagh! Uagh!" I stuck out my hand as I sort of leaned forward. A couple of the parole officers and Spartan-Handlers actually gave me an "Ah - thanks, dude, these thugs are really tough to monitor!" Then, bringing up the rear was - and I now confidently say this – a coach who wished he was Brett Bielema. It was Mark Dantonio.

Dantonio looks right at me with my hand out as I'm saying, "Okay, Coach, we're pulling for ya, I know that the Outback Bowl is a crappy bowl and that it’s like the fifth best bowl a Big Ten team can get and that the Spartans had their best team that they will ever have and still don’t get to go to the Rose Bowl and Wisconsin always gets to go to the Rose Bowl and Michigan State will probably get beat in their bowl game by 60 points like they did last year and Michigan State is a joke of a school attended by total morons and…”

He interrupted, with tears welling up in his eyes "Are you done? Please….stop. Please". That's a direct quote.

And he dug in his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. “Please…give this to Brett Bielema?”

It was his resume.

I told him I would do what I could.

This was witnessed by a Tampa Meter Maid, who was providing the security for the Spartans football team (the great majority of the security being provided from the team). I walked over to her.

“That was just pathetic,” she said. “That was not a man, and that whole program looked like a bunch of losers.”

I told her that I actually wanted them to beat Georgia. “It will never happen in a million years, but a Spartan win could really jumpstart the couch industry.”

"Be without fear in the face of your enemies. Be brave and upright that God may love thee. Speak the truth always, even if it leads to your death. Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong. That is your oath."

I appreciate the good reviews, but this was a team effort. There may be only one name that went next to the post, but its all about you guys. I'm not just talking about posters who have made humorous comments and observations over the years. I'm also talking about the imbeciles at RCMB, who stay up all night, away from their porn magazines, writing the material that we are able to satire over here. To Southfew. The internet. The people at Best Buy who sold me the laptop. The landlord at work who provides the internet connection. From the Spartan behavior I mock to the Badger behavior I admire, I wouldn't have wanted to share my efforts with anybody else. You guys make me so proud. And I know this is just a stepping stone to our ultimate goal that we can look back on and talk about. But what I want is for people to look back and say "I was the guy who made fun of how stupid Spartan players are in a way that helped that guy write that post" or "I was the guy who who pointed out what a great coach Bielema is, that helped that guy write that post." Because this is all about you. It's not about one person. Because that's the journey we are on at Buckyville. I'm just happy to be on it with you. I love you.

Blab of Bacon wrote:I appreciate the good reviews, but this was a team effort. There may be only one name that went next to the post, but its all about you guys. I'm not just talking about posters who have made humorous comments and observations over the years. I'm also talking about the imbeciles at RCMB, who stay up all night, away from their porn magazines, writing the material that we are able to satire over here. To Southfew. The internet. The people at Best Buy who sold me the laptop. The landlord at work who provides the internet connection. From the Spartan behavior I mock to the Badger behavior I admire, I wouldn't have wanted to share my efforts with anybody else. You guys make me so proud. And I know this is just a stepping stone to our ultimate goal that we can look back on and talk about. But what I want is for people to look back and say "I was the guy who made fun of how stupid Spartan players are in a way that helped that guy write that post" or "I was the guy who who pointed out what a great coach Bielema is, that helped that guy write that post." Because this is all about you. It's not about one person. Because that's the journey we are on at Buckyville. I'm just happy to be on it with you. I love you.